“She was the woman he fell in love with after the love of his life had passed away.” . This line came to me and even as it arrived, I knew it wasn’t perfectly constructed, I could feel its imperfection, I am troubled by the last phrase – should it be “died” or “lost” instead, …
I. Raise the Red Lanterns Raise the red lanterns The lions at the door Guarding the patterns Of peace and of war. Raise the red lanterns The lions at our door We have no weapons But our bite and our roar. . II. The Duel Over Fire Here are the dragons, here …
We get off the train at Jiantan station. “Wait,” I ask, “aren’t we supposed to go to the Shilin station to get to the Shilin night market?” “Nope, it’s this station.” “Oh. Okay. By the way, why is this station called the Fried Egg Station (煎蛋站)?” “It’s not Jiāndàn, silly! It’s Jiàntán Zhàn (劍潭站) – …
Springtime in Taipei can be a wet affair, with erratic showers and bone-chilling winds just like the ones that hit us as we walk out of the departures hall at Taoyuan Airport. Nothing we can’t handle though. We just wrap our arms around ourselves tighter and get in line for a cab. The hotel first, …
Beijing, 2009 I clean up in the guest bathroom. The decor, the finishing is impeccable. I can’t help noticing this. I love good interior design as much as I love a fully-functional bathroom, and this one’s perfect. I remember the small shower-and-toilets in the apartments in StuSta, our little student city. Studentenstadt. Things have sure …
Kenny Mah believes in the good in people. He has been blogging for over ten years. No, his hands aren't tired. Yet.
